Foever in the Sky

The sky is free
its warm essence calls out to me
on a warm sunny day

I gaze in awe at the heavenly spectacle
as my spirit speaks
in marvel over this breathtaking creation

When the wind begins to blow
I already know
it is within the sky
forever will I soar

A storm approaches over the day
still I do not delay
in my yearning to be one with this element

I take a deep breath
and in flows life
what a natural high
body is on the ground
yet mind and spirit are in the sky

Onward the wind shall move
when it's time to die
my soul shall remain eternal
in the sky

The time will come to pass